Xi Yue crossed her arms and smiled leisurely, "Sorry, I'm just passing by and have no interest in kneeling. You guys talk about your own things, we're just watching the fun."
Hongxia had never met anyone who dared to be so rude to her before. She was so stunned that she couldn't react for a moment.
An Lingyao and the others were also frightened. An Lingyan nervously grabbed Xi Yue's clothes, signaling her not to go against the messenger of God.
Xi Yue, however, did as she pleased and walked two steps to the side, as if she could watch the show more comfortably this way.
Hongxia's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and she waved to two of the maids in white.
Immediately, two of them had ropes in their hands and threw them directly towards Xi Yue and Xi Weizhi.
However, the expected scene of the two teenagers being tied up like dumplings did not appear.
Hongxia only felt her eyes blurry for a moment, and the two maids in white were tied up like cocoons and thrown on the ground, groaning in pain.
That series of events happened in just a short moment.
However, with Hongxia's level of cultivation, she couldn't even see how the two young men moved or attacked.
Her face turned ugly, and she looked at Xi Yue with doubt, and finally fell on Xi Weizhi.
She knew intuitively that it was the young man in red who made the move.
When she met Xi's unknown eyes, Hongxia suddenly felt as if a stream of ice water was poured over her head, making her tremble with fear unconsciously.
It was a kind of pressure and fear that was even more terrifying than facing the Palace Master.
Then, she heard the boy's cold and pleasant voice with a slightly mocking smile, "If you look at me again, I will dig out your eyeballs."
Hongxia's face turned pale and blue, and the cold sweat on her back soaked her clothes, but she was unaware of it.
Xi Yue found a stone to sit on, and pulled Weizhi by the way, then smiled and said: "Didn't I say it? We are just passing by to watch the fun, there is no need to pay attention to us, just do whatever you want."
An Lingyang coughed lightly and said, "Master Hongxia, these two young masters are not from the An Ling family, they just happened to be traveling together. They are young and arrogant, and they don't know your reputation. Please forgive them and don't bother with them."
As Weizhi sat down next to Xiyue, the terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Hongxia took a deep breath, as if a drowning person finally got some oxygen.
And her gaze towards An Lingyang and others became deep and complicated.
An Lingyang said that these two people and the An Ling family just happened to be traveling together, but how could such a coincidence happen in the world
These two people appeared here deliberately, maybe just to support the Anling family.
If Hongxia originally had an arrogant attitude and was ready to take An Lingyan away without caring about the life or death of the An Ling family, her attitude has changed now.
Hongxia smiled slightly, "Master An Ling, I received a message saying that the An Ling family has produced a saint girl whose talent is comparable to An Ling Yue. Is this true?"
An Lingyang was flattered to hear Hongxia's polite question, and immediately asked An Lingyan to come over.
Hongxia's gaze fell on An Lingyan. She swept her eyes with her spiritual power and a hint of excitement suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Like a hand, a crystal clear glass bottle soon appeared in Hongxia's hand. She looked at An Lingyan and said, "Drop a drop of blood into this bottle." (To be continued)